Pendragon Infiltration

Nadia had made her way to New Pendragon while on a vacation to try and find more about herself and her race hopefully. Why she was near the Government Complex she couldn't really place her finger on except for every once in a while at night she would hear a noise and it seemed to be originating from here. "Hmm..."

People were busy as always. The gates to the Government Complex, per usual, were closed tight. For generations, the building hadn't been sighted from the inside. Whatever happened inside these walls was a mystery, but not one the people were too worried to unravel. As Nadia was looking around, a whisper reacher her ear. Nothing comprehensive, more of a hiss than anything else, but definitely there.

Nadia blinked and looked around a bit at the sound noticing no one else seemed to hear it she then tilt her head and walked towards the gate slowly before stopping and heading to the right trying to find a way around.

A small exhaust port led to a ventilation shaft maze was open, letting out steam. The whisper came up again, faintly stronger this time. Guards walked past Nadia as she looked for another entrance, seemingly unaware of the girls intentions.

Watching the guards and waiting for them to be out of sight she then quickly climbed into the exhaust port and pulled her hood up covering her face more. "Why is there a whisper" She mumbled to herself quietly. She then started working her way through the vents slowly. Stopping to listen for guards as she did so. "Why am I even here and continuing?"

The vents led to a maze system of more vents. Yet only one seemed to go down, instead of the rest going either up or sideways. It did go down straight to a drop, sliding down wouldn't really be easy. The whispers had stopped by now, and only a strong presence was felt. Like there was another Pureblood nearby.

The vent led down at least 500 yards before ending in a roster. No sounds came from beyond, and it was utterly dark underneath Nadia. The feeling was stronger than before, like she was with one of the wolves from the pack, back home. Yet no sound of breath, no sound of scratching, howling. Nothing.

Nadia came down on a cold stone floor. She couldn't see a thing, not ahead, not behind. The only visible thing was over her, a faint glow of the light coming from the vents up above. Around her, utter silence. The feeling had entirely vaporized, as if it'd been a trap. But traps get sprung, while this one, if it was one, seemed to remain wide open.

She sighed and closed her eyes for a bit concentrating on transforming only them so she could see better, within around 10 seconds she opened her eyes and looked around slowly."So was I drawn into a trap?"

Behind her, 2 minor yellow light glowed up in the darkness. Something came to life, slowly and the sound of iron shackles hitting the floor hallowed through the dungeon. No voice, no breath except her own, and only the sound along with the 2 yellow lights moving seemingly closer.

Her expression changed from her regular kind demeanor to her true some what cold expression. "So you know what I am?" She then stepped towards the 2 lights. "I'm here because I kept hearing a noise and as I got closer to here I started sensing another werewolf."

A quick bolt lighted the room. Shackles dropped on the floor and a light kept everything illuminated from above. A girl, odd outfit, was standing opposite of the werewolf. Pink hair, smooth skin, 2 sword-like plats at her hips. She looked at Nadia, no facial expression whatsoever. "Huh. Do you need me to break out?"

"Do you want to break out is the better question?" She stopped walking when she was right in front of her at arm's reach. "I mean I do have some questions for you now...but staying here for them would not be a good idea."